Hummingbirds
We won the right to plant flowers in our small beds. A height limit was part of the deal. Basically I felt we won, and it has been nice on this gorgeous Spring weekend, to see ladies setting out blooming flowers.
So now - the Hummingbirds. Some are saying since the management agreed to the flowers, they will not bother with another request. I don't believe that. Somehow they are now taking notice of us. It was suggested by management that we form a tenant's association. I am all for that. We tried it once before and never got past 3 meetings. Out of 50 tenants, roll call at the last meeting showed the 4 elected officers and 2 residents. We have some new tenants. Perhaps they will take an interest. Everyone
gives the impression that they want flowers. birds, what-ever. No one wants to be, or even back, the person to get things done .I am willing to "fight"; however, I believe in the power of numbers.
So anyway- Hummingbirds.
I saw the first scout zooming through this weekend. He was a Ruby throat male. He must be a returning
bird who was fed at the several feeders which were in plain evidence this time last year, because his flight through the community led him in and past the places where he was previously able to get a quick meal. Empty shepherd's hooks are what greeted this tiny chap after his lengthy journey.
Have you ever looked closely at the face of this seemingly delicate, fragile wee bird? Their expression is
hardly that of a sweet little fellow. A meaner face I have never seen in any bird! The look is not all there is to his character either for he is one tough fighter. They fight with each other. Whacking together in
mid air - contact so loud one wonders why there are not broken wings. They fight wasps who stop by for a sip. They will drive off larger birds if the occasion arises. Small and tough.
I have put out the word that those who have a shepherd hook should leave it where it is. Not respond meekly to the "order" to remove them. We might be small-but we are tough! Looks as though folks are going to stand their ground. Many bare hooks standing throughout the community today. By the end of next week my goal is to see a feeder bearing the nectar those little warriors crave, hanging from each and every hook.
So now - the Hummingbirds. Some are saying since the management agreed to the flowers, they will not bother with another request. I don't believe that. Somehow they are now taking notice of us. It was suggested by management that we form a tenant's association. I am all for that. We tried it once before and never got past 3 meetings. Out of 50 tenants, roll call at the last meeting showed the 4 elected officers and 2 residents. We have some new tenants. Perhaps they will take an interest. Everyone
gives the impression that they want flowers. birds, what-ever. No one wants to be, or even back, the person to get things done .I am willing to "fight"; however, I believe in the power of numbers.
So anyway- Hummingbirds.
I saw the first scout zooming through this weekend. He was a Ruby throat male. He must be a returning
bird who was fed at the several feeders which were in plain evidence this time last year, because his flight through the community led him in and past the places where he was previously able to get a quick meal. Empty shepherd's hooks are what greeted this tiny chap after his lengthy journey.
Have you ever looked closely at the face of this seemingly delicate, fragile wee bird? Their expression is
hardly that of a sweet little fellow. A meaner face I have never seen in any bird! The look is not all there is to his character either for he is one tough fighter. They fight with each other. Whacking together in
mid air - contact so loud one wonders why there are not broken wings. They fight wasps who stop by for a sip. They will drive off larger birds if the occasion arises. Small and tough.
I have put out the word that those who have a shepherd hook should leave it where it is. Not respond meekly to the "order" to remove them. We might be small-but we are tough! Looks as though folks are going to stand their ground. Many bare hooks standing throughout the community today. By the end of next week my goal is to see a feeder bearing the nectar those little warriors crave, hanging from each and every hook.
They're here too. Fierce in their defense of 'their' feeder!
ReplyDeleteWho'da thunk such a little animal would have that courage.